"Right!" Shanshan tilted her head to think, "It feels so thrilling."
"There's something even more thrilling." Chen Ziqian grasped the axe tightly and paused, looking up at her, "You'll know when it gets dark tonight."
"Stop it!" She laughed, clearly knowing what he meant, and stood up with a bottle of mineral water, twisting off the cap. As she squatted down, she handed it to his lips. He took a few sips, then she took it back and drank from where he had drunk, wondering if the water would taste sweeter after he drank it.
As the cool water entered her throat and stomach, Shanshan suddenly felt a surge in her stomach. Before she could stand up, she vomited.
"Shanshan, what's wrong?" Chen Ziqian immediately dropped the axe, too anxious to notice it landing on his foot, lucky that the sharp edge was pointing upwards, otherwise he would have lost his toes by now, "Do you feel unwell?"
